[ Obediently, Felix closes his eyes with a small hum. He can't help but think similar thoughts - about how relaxing it is to do something as simple as bathe with Dimitri, and that he looks forward to that day in the (hopefully) not to distant future when they can indulge in more moments like this.
Once all the shampoo is washed out of his hair, Felix carefully turns to face Dimitri. ] It's your turn. [ He makes a grabbing motion for the bottle of shampoo. But before he gets too far, he reaches a hand toward his face. ]
... I'll take this off. [ He brushes his thumb over the eye-patch, and waits for Dimitri's explicit permission to proceed. It's... not something Felix draws attention to often, preferring to ignore it lest he brings it up himself, but, well. It'll be easier to wash his hair with the straps out of the way. ]
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Once all the shampoo is washed out of his hair, Felix carefully turns to face Dimitri. ] It's your turn. [ He makes a grabbing motion for the bottle of shampoo. But before he gets too far, he reaches a hand toward his face. ]
... I'll take this off. [ He brushes his thumb over the eye-patch, and waits for Dimitri's explicit permission to proceed. It's... not something Felix draws attention to often, preferring to ignore it lest he brings it up himself, but, well. It'll be easier to wash his hair with the straps out of the way. ]